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sassycheesecake · 2 years ago

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„All You Need Is Love“

Atsumu Miya x NICUNurse!Reader

Warnings: mentions of pregnancy, early labor, Tsumu’s shitty flirting

Words: 3,760

It was an amazing day for the MSBY Black Jackals, they beat the Adlers and are celebrating their victory in one of the most popular nightclubs “Cloudhouse“ in Osaka. It is located on top of a high building, almost reaching the sky, hence the given name.

Two members of the team are in wild spirits, still full of adrenaline from winning against their opponents, naming Bokuto and Hinata, are challenging each other on who can drink the most shots without throwing up. Sakusa is hiding in a sitting booth behind a table with a glass of water in his hand and trying to shake a clearly very drunk woman off of him with the most venomous glare, by scooting away from her as far as he can. Their Team Captain Meian watches over Bokuto and Hinata with an annoyed expression, as he occasionally sips his beer, while being seated next to Sakusa. Tomas is on the dance floor, dancing with a woman, who is pressed up against him, her back tightly fitting against his chest and his arms wrapped around her waist while hers encircle his neck. Barnes already went home after the game, stating he was too tired to celebrate until 4 am with his team and rather spent time with his wife and his two-year old at home.

Atsumu Miya is sitting alone at the bar with his Whiskey, scrolling through his phone when he feels a presence sitting beside him.

“Miya, you alright? We won. Why the long face?“

Atsumu turns his head slightly to find the Libero of MSBY, Inunaki, getting into the seat next to him.

The Setter turns off his phone and puts it in his hoodie pocket. Throwing his head back to gulp down the rest of his glass, he gently slams the now empty glass back down.

“Samu‘s expectin‘. Told me this mornin‘.“

Inunaki is confused about that.

“And that’s bad because?“ He raises an eyebrow at it.

Atsumu sighs, waving to the bartender for a refill. Once refilled, Atsumu starts talking again.

“Nothing’s bad about it. I‘m happy for ‘im. I am.“ He starts.

The blonde takes a small sip of his glass, continuing to explain.

“I haven’t been in any serious relationships since High School. He has been datin’ this woman for about two years now, got married after a year to ‘er. Already has a kid on the way. Triplets actually. Just makes me feel like a sore loser, since I have neither. And there also might be this stupid ass bet Samu an’ I made when that asshole decided ta quit Volleyball in High School. ‘bout which one of us would be happier in our careers“ Atsumu grumbles as he gets quieter by the end of his sentence.

Inunaki smiles and nods at him in an understanding manner.

“You know, just because your brother is moving at a different pace than you, doesn’t necessarily have to mean that either one of you is happier than the other. I mean, people live their happiness in different ways and forms. For some people it’s having a family, others prefer being alone with their success in life and don’t need other people in their lives to celebrate it. There is nothing wrong with that.”

Atsumu gives him an intrigued look and continues to listen to his teammate.

“Atsumu I am 100% sure that there is someone for everyone out there. Maybe even in this room and you just haven’t looked hard enough.“ The Libero locks his gaze on someone on the other side of the bar, while Atsumu curiously follows his gaze.

A beautiful young woman is sitting there in a gorgeous black dress that hugs her figure perfectly. Her hair is perfectly done and the flashing colorful neon lights of the club make her beauty shine even more.

She looks bored as she twirls the fluid in her glass around, clearly not interested in celebrating, as she waves off her friends who seem to want to drag her to the dance floor.

Inunaki notices that his teammate seems hooked on her and gently nudges him forward into her direction.

When he tries pushing him forward, he can feel the stiffness in Atsumu’s back and he pushes a little bit more, so the blonde actually moves forward.

“What are you waiting for? Go!” The light-haired Libero gives Atsumu one final push and the Setter finally moves forward.

Atsumu gulps nervously and drives his hand through his hair, trying to look somehow decent, when he starts approaching the gorgeous lady.

Straightening his posture, he tries to puff up a little bit before coming to stand next to you with a little bit of distance but still close enough.

“Yannow, if you were a McDonald’s burger, you’d be the McGorgeous.” He tells her with a flirty smile on his face.

You slowly turn your head to meet the voice that just approached you. You widen your eyes a little bit before scoffing at the lame pick-up line.

Leaning your elbow on the bar table, you rest your face in your hand as you size him up with judging eyes.

The blonde swears he is getting more nervous by the second, your scrutinizing eyes making his heart beat go rapid.

Straightening up, you give out a reply that he did not expect.

“Thanks Ronald, but I have already talked to enough clowns tonight. Try a better pick-up line on someone who seems more desperate.”

You go back to sipping your wine as you look forward again, trying to look disinterested in another approach. Seems like the stranger won’t give up yet though.

“Alright I’m sorry that was a horrible line. Let’s start over. May I sit next to ya?” Atsumu rubs his neck nervously as he glances at you with a small blush on his face.

“Sure.” You simply reply.

Atsumu takes a seat into the barstool next to you and tries to get to know you a little bit better.

“So… whatcha doin’ here tonight?”

Looking back at your friend group acting crazy and completely drunk off of their minds, you answer him while still watching your friends with an annoyed expression.

“Those idiots in the back are my friends. One of them got a promotion and she’s celebrating tonight. Tried to cancel but they showed up at my apartment and almost kicked down my door. Literally dragged me here, so here I am, trying not to get too drunk because I still have work the next day.” Turning back to your conversationalist, he listens intently, while also laughing softly at your words.

Atsumu frowns at your explanation, asking what you do, that you have to work on a Sunday.

“I am a NICU nurse. I work at the NHO Osaka National Hospital.“

The stranger frowns at your job title, not recognizing the first title.

Judging by his reaction, he doesn’t know what that means.

“Not familiar with medical terms I see? It’s short for Neonatal intensive care unit.“ You say while taking another sip of your wine.

“Uhm neonatal means..?“ He tilts his head in confusion.

“It means I take care of babies that have been born too early.“

His eyes widen at your job description.

“Wow, that's pretty impressive!“ The blonde‘s eyes shine in excitement.

Blushing at his comment, you thank him quietly.

Taking a sip of your wine, you ask him who he is.

A bit stunned that you don’t know who he is, he introduces himself.

“Name’s Atsumu Miya. I am a professional Volleyball Player. I play for the Black Jackals in Osaka.” He boasts.

“Volleyball huh?” You smile at him from the rim of your glass.

“Ever played before?” He scooches a bit closer to you.

“Yeah I played in High School a little bit. I unfortunately hurt my ankle pretty badly at a game and stopped playing after my injury.”

Atsumu frowns in pity at your answer.

“Sorry ta hear that.”

“Eh it’s fine.” You shrug your shoulders, continuing to talk.

“I love my current job, I love working with kids and supporting the families the best I can.” You smile at him.

He returns your smile, engaging in a full conversation with you, making you smile and laugh with his jokes and flirtatious remarks.

Inunaki watches from afar, happy that his teammate seems to have found a nice person to get along with.

As the Libero looks over his other teammates, he notices that Sakusa is gone, Tomas is gone, Bokuto has passed out with his head on the table, Hinata tries to move him, Meian talking to someone on the phone while he keeps looking at Bokuto and Hinata.

Out of the corner of his eye, he sees a woman on the dance floor, eying him and making a gesture to join her.

His eyes light up like Christmas lights and he moves to join her.

“Showtime.” Inunaki mumbles while straightening out his clothes and hair.

~ The next morning at Atsumu’s apartment ~

The bright sun shines through the messy room, directly in Atsumu’s face and he groggily turns away to the other side to avoid the annoying sun rays that are blinding his vision.

When his arm lands on the other side of the bed, he kind of expects to feel you next to him but all he feels are cold sheets.

He peeks an eye open and lifts his head a little bit to confirm that you are actually not there.

Confused, he opens his other eye and sits up a little bit, the blanket falling down to his lap, revealing his naked hickey-covered chest.

Your clothes are gone but there is a single note with his name written in neat and gracious handwriting on the other bedside table.

The hungover blonde reaches over to grab the paper and lays back down on the sheets with a sigh.

He opens it and reads over it with a smile that he can’t fight.

‘Thank you for an amazing night, had to go, sorry about that’

‘P.S. Maybe fate will reunite us again for round 2 ;)’

Placing the note against his chest he closes his eyes and inhales deeply through his nose before realizing something horrible.

“Fuck I am late for practice!” Scurrying out of bed like a startled cat, he gets ready to hopefully still make it to practice on time before Foster grills him alive.

When Atsumu arrives at the gym panting and sweating like crazy from running to the training center of the MSBY Jackals, he enters the gym and all the eyes of his teammates are on him.

Lastly Foster gives him a deadly glare, making the Setter gulp in nervousness.

“I am really sorry - “ Atsumu starts to frantically apologize.

“Just go and get warmed up.”

Before Atsumu goes to the sidelines to warm up, Sakusa can’t help but tease his teammate.

“Long night Miya?“

“Shut yer trap, I don’t wanna hear it!“ Atsumu growls in reply.

“Atsumu we saw that you left the club yesterday with the pretty lady that you talked to half the night. I am guessing you had a wild night with her. How was it?!“ An excited Hinata appears to the Setter‘s side as he watches him stretch.

Some of the other members, named Tomas, Inunaki, Bokuto and Barnes join Atsumu to hear the story.

“Well…” Atsumu starts rubbing his neck nervously.

“We talked a lot and spent the night at my place. She was already gone when I woke up.”

“Was your performance that bad that she left without saying goodbye?” Tomas snickers.

“No! She even left me a note saying that she hopes to meet me again for round 2!” The Setter boasts.

His teammates laugh at that, making the blonde frown in anger.

“What?! Why ya’ll laughing?!”

“So how will you meet her again? Do you have any contact information like I don’t know, her number maybe?” Barnes asks.

“We WILL meet again! I know she works at the Osaka National hospital! And I know if it’s meant to be, fate will reunite us again!” Atsumu stands his ground.

His teammates begin to laugh even harder, Meian notices all that laughter and scolds all of them to continue their warm-up.

“Scrubs… I will meet her again. Ya’ll just wait and see.” The sandy-blonde mumbles angrily before continuing to stretch his back muscles.

Unfortunately, Atsumu doesn’t see you again for another five months. Practice has been kicking his ass and he even went out to the club where you guys met, but no one has seen you there since last time.

It makes the Setter really sad because he thought he had a real connection with you.

You’re smart, beautiful and you have a great taste in food and anime.

It was just another Thursday evening until it wasn’t.

Atsumu is just showering when Hinata calls out to him.

“Atsumu! Your brother has been calling you five times now! Your phone keeps vibrating.”

He turns off the shower and replies that he will be right there.

Grabbing a towel, he quickly dries himself off, before wrapping it around his waist.

Re-entering the locker rooms, the wet blonde unlocks his phone and can’t even read his brother’s messages, when Osamu calls him again.

Accepting the call, he hears Osamu’s breath and it sounds like he is shaking, like he is having a panic attack.

Atsumu is immediately concerned.

“Samu? What’s wrong? Are ya okay?“

He can hear his twin trying to calm himself down.

“Tsumu…. She’s…. she’s already in labor…. I-it can’t be… w-we still have … two months l-left in the pregnancy….” Osamu manages to stutter out.

His brown eyes widening at his twin’s words, he feels a twist in his stomach.

“I’ll be right there Samu. Gimme 30 minutes. She’ll be fine and yer lil’ rascals will be fine too.” Atsumu tries to calm him down.

“Please hurry Tsumu.” Osamu cries and hangs up.

Atsumu can’t think for a moment, all he can think of right now is to get to the hospital as fast as he can to comfort his brother.

“Miya? Everything alright? You look very pale.” Meian asks, his voice full of concern.

Quickly putting on his clothes, Atsumu manages to explain it shortly.

“My brother’s wife is in early labor, she should have two months left in the pregnancy and Samu’s freaking out and he sounded like he was having a panic attack. I have to go to the hospital. He needs me.”

His teammates all look concerned and sad and wish him good luck and to keep them updated on the situation.

Rushing to get to his car, he starts it immediately and heads toward the hospital that his twin says he is at.

Tires screeching in the parking lot in front of ‘NHO OSAKA NATIONAL HOSPITAL’, Atsumu quickly gets out of his car and almost bursts through the main entrance doors, scaring the doctors and nurses that are working currently.

He quickly makes his way to the information desk and asks frantically where the delivery room is, where a woman with triplets was recently signed in.

The nurse at the desk points him to the direction of the NICU and before Atsumu can thank her, he almost runs towards the unit.

Seeing his raven-haired twin on the floor, with his knees pressed up against his chest, makes Atsumu’s heart ache with pain.

The blonde stops in front of his twin, kneeling down in front of him and saying his name in a whisper.

The ravenette looks up with red puffy eyes, like he has been crying for hours. Osamu’s hair is messy, like he ran his hands through his hair multiple times.

He looks horrible.

“Tsumu..” He croaks out.

Atsumu tries to smile a little bit but fails.

“Hey bro… what happened?”

Osamu sniffles and rubs over his eyes, wiping away incoming tears.

“I-I dunno… One minute I was makin’ us dinner a-and next thing I know, she says she felt a sharp pain in the stomach and she almost collapsed in my arms. I brought her here as quickly as I could… t-the doctors said that she is already in labor…” Osamu stops to look at his twin with pain and more tears in his eyes.

“T-Tsumu I don’t wanna lose her…or our babies…they told me to stay out here… It’s drivin’ me crazy not knowing what’s happenin’ to her.” The owner of Onigiri Miya starts crying again as he frantically wraps his arms around his twin.

The blonde feels his heart break underneath his ribcage and he wraps his arms around his brother, trying to soothe him and calming him down.

“Hey hey. Listen up, she’s gonna be fine, she’s a fighter and if she can put up with ya, she can take on anything. And ya forgot that there’s Miya blood in yer kids, we have fighter genes, it’s in our blood. So yer little troublemakers will be fine too, ya hear me?”

Osamu chuckles a little bit at his brother’s words, making him feel a little bit better already.

Before Osamu or Atsumu can say anything else, a doctor comes out in his surgical uniform and Osamu stands up immediately, followed by Atsumu.

“Miya-san, your wife is okay, so are your children. She’s resting right now. Sometimes early labor happens, it’s not unusual, especially in a triplet pregnancy.” The doctor smiles reassuringly at Osamu.

Osamu feels like passing out any second and Atsumu quickly brings an arm around him, to snap him out of it.

“Hey. They’re all okay ya hear?” Atsumu whispers to him in a comforting manner.

“Thank you! Thank you so much!” Osamu engulfes the doctor in a hug and the doctor chuckles before letting the new father go.

Osamu steps back and asks if he could see either his wife or his kids.

“Your wife needs rest, she lost some blood, so she is resting but I can get one of the nurses to accompany you to your newborns.” The doctor suggests.

"Yes, please." Osamu nods and asks if his brother can come with him.

“Just be quiet when you enter the room.” The doctor orders before calling out a nurse’s name, that rings a bell in Atsumu’s head.

Walking out of the NICU room, where the babies are in the incubators, you see a black-haired Atsumu and a blonde-haired Atsumu.

Confused at that, you make your way to them nonetheless.

“Are you the father of the triplets?” You ask the black-haired one.

"Yeah, I am. Can I please see them?” The new father almost begs.

“Sure, follow me. One person is only allowed in there though.”

Osamu turns to his brother with pleading eyes.

Atsumu smiles at him in encouragement, telling him to go ahead and see his children already.

Both you and Atsumu stay by the window, to grand Osamu some privacy.

“Twin genes run in the family huh?”

Atsumu chuckles at your remark, still watching his brother from the window.

"Yeah, guess so. Although we never had triplets before in the family, so that’s a first.”

Both of you watch Osamu for a while before Atsumu turns to look at you.

“I uh.. didn’t think I would meet ya again like this. Like in this scenario.” He rubs his neck nervously.

You glance at him from the side with a smile.

“Neither did I. Sorry I didn’t hit you up, work has just kept me really busy. I am happy though that I saw you again. And congratulations on becoming an uncle.”

“Hehe, thanks. Do ya know the genders?” He asks you.

Looking back at the incubators, you chuckle a bit.

“Of course I know, they’re my patients after all. Two boys. One girl. No names yet.”

Atsumu hums at the information, taking the shot of asking you out.

“I hope this isn’t shitty timing but are ya free after yer shift? For… dinner maybe?” He fumbles with his hands nervously as he looks at you.

Your beaming smile and excited eyes make his heart flutter.

“I would love to! I finish at 19:30, just pick me up after I am done.“

The Setter beams at that, beyond happy that he managed to get a date with you and hopefully get a round two, maybe even a round three or four this time.

When you go back inside after one of the monitors starts beeping from an empty medication infusion pump, you step in and exchange the old one with a new one.

While Osamu and Atsumu watch you work, Osamu can’t help but tease his brother, knowing that his family is okay now.

“I can’t believe yer hittin’ on my kids’ nurse. Ya must be pretty desperate for a partner.” Osamu deadpans.

The sliding door to the incubator room stayed open, so Osamu heard everything.

“Shut yer trap!” Atsumu hisses.

“Don’t curse in front of mah kids!” The father hisses back.

“Don’t tell me what ta do!”

“If you’re both not quiet, I’ll kick BOTH of you out of the NICU.” You interfere with a scolding voice as you wrap up one of Osamu’s kids.

“Sorry.” They reply simultaneously.

~ 2 years later ~

“Tsumu, look what Osamu sent me! Your niece and nephews are playing with one of your volleyballs.” You gush at the video that your brother-in-law has sent you a couple of minutes ago.

The blonde stops cutting the onion and walks over to you, wrapping his arms carefully over your pregnant stomach.

Peeking over your shoulder, he rests his head on it while watching the video with amusing eyes.

“They’re cute but not as cute as our kids will be.” Atsumu declares.

Chuckling at your husband’s competitive behavior, you turn off your screen and pad his head affectionately.

“Sure, whatever you say honey.”

“’M serious! He may have three but I will have two! My kids will be stronger and better than his! Their dad is a professional Volleyball player after all! Not to mention that their strength, wittiness and talent will be split in two instead of three.” Your husband brags.

“Don’t use our unborn children as competition tools.” You scold him with a frown.

“But-” The blonde starts.

“Shush. Let me make dinner in peace.“ Ending his competitive personality with your final words, you go back to making Hayashi rice for dinner.

“Whatever ya say baby.“ He presses a final kiss against your temple before letting you go.

You’re so glad that you met Atsumu Miya in your life, all you both needed, was a little bit of love.

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